My earliest memories was when I was a child living in San Bernardino, California. My family lived in a nice quiet neighborhood. Our house consisted of four bedrooms, two bathrooms, a living room, a kitchen, a garage, a big back yard, and a front patio. My dad and mom had five children; Stephanie, Dang, Nancy, and John, and me. My sister Stephanie is the first born, then came my brother Dang, then Nancy, then John, and finally last, but not least, they conceived me. .
My most vivid memories would be the ones when something bad happens to me. I remembered when my family went to Canada for my Aunt's wedding; my mom took me and my brother John to the park. I was only three years old and I had wandered off somewhere and was lost. I remember crying my eyes for my mom, and walking through somewhere that had vast green grass, and lots of trees. The other memory was when I got lost in K-Mart. For a child, getting lost is one of the scariest experiences to have. This one particular nightmare I had when I was a child was of an ugly small troll chasing after me for my socks is one that I can still and always remember. It still freaks me out. I can see it in my head like a movie playing in a theater. .
My family would often go to the beach. We went there about three times a week. We went to Redondo Beach, Long Beach, Seal Beach, Huntington Beach, and Malibu Beach. My favorite was Redondo Beach. At Redondo Beach, it had rides, and arcades. This was where I rode my first ride. It was the merry-go-round, and it was so amazing and fun. There was a restaurant next to the pier. My family would go there often. We ate crabs, lobsters, sea snails, and all sorts of sea food. We also swam in the beach. I can still remember the sounds of the waves, and the taste of the salty sea water. I remember getting knocked out by a wave because I went too far out the shore. .
My uncle lived with my family.
